- Amanda Wingfield: You are the only young man that I know of who ignores the fact that the future becomes the present, the present becomes the past, and the past turns into everlasting regret if you don't plan for it.
- Tom Wingfield: I'm going to the movies.
- Amanda Wingfield: I don't believe that lie!
- Tom Wingfield: I'm going to opium dens. Yes, opium dens. Dens of vice and criminals' hangouts, Mother. I've joined the Hogan gang. I'm a hired assassin; I carry a Tommy gun around in a violin case! I run a string of cat houses down in the Valley! They call me Killer, Killer Wingfield. I'm really leading a double life. By day, I'm a simple, honest warehouse worker. But at night, I'm a dynamic czar of the underworld, Mother. I go to gambling casinos; I spin away fortunes on the roulette table. I wear a patch over one eye, false mustache. Sometimes, I put on green whiskers. On those occasions, they call me "El Diablo"! Oh, I could tell you things that would make you sleepless. My enemies are planning to dynamite this place. They're going to blow us all sky high some night! I'll be glad, very happy! So will you! You'll go up, up, up on a broomstick, high over Blue Mountain with seventeen gentlemen callers, you ugly, babbling old witch!
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